Youthful Wisdom

Waiting for the bus to take us home,

the bus stop beside a Moncton park,

Eric was trying to throw snow in my face.

I put him on the ground and washed his,

stopping only when he needed air.

A lady came up and shrieked at me,

You should be ashamed of yourself!

I said, He likes it. 

She said, No! He does not like it!

I didn’t bother to keep arguing.